It is not gout this time. This time, it is plantar fasciitis. And I am expected to walk a mile in the bus stop every morning to get to work, then walk another mile to get back home in the afternoon. In the freezing cold weather, which is making it hurt more than it should.
This is me in self-pity mode, as I am the only person in my office who is expected to be there in person five days a week, yet I have the toughest commute out of everyone there since I am the only one who has to take a bus both ways.
This is me in self-pity mode, as I am the only person in my office who is expected to be there in person five days a week, yet I have the toughest commute out of everyone there since I am the only one who has to take a bus both ways.